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| − | Race: Lightning (blue) Dragon <br>
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| − | Full name: Geshtal Stormchaser <br>
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| − | Real Name: Ben Ozmun <br>
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| − | Fighting since 2005 <br>
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| − | Realm: [[Ebonhold]](current), Korayn (former), Keld (former)<br>
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| − | Fighting Style: Sword and board, Finesse Red, Spear <Br>
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| − | Lightning Dragon demigod fighter of Ebonhold, Adopted son of Gavriil Hopespring. Keeper of Draconic Knowledge and Lore
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| − | '''Backstory''' <br>
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| − | To know my story one must first know the beggining, it goes back to the great ordering of the world and how he who was ancient when the world was young played a part in the balancing of the world.<br>
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| − | Lo, the world serpent, the dragon god of creation at first it was only him and the void. Thru many great strugles our limited minds could never comprehend, he was able to hold it off long enough to create a cosmos he could call his own. In this space he created a planet far supperior to the others that dotted the nights sky, our home. He needed guardians of this new world so from his multicolored scales he made his children. <br>
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| − | First from a shimmering silver scale above one of his great all seeing eyes he molded the light, Bahamut, The watchfull eye of justice that would reign over this world. From his belly like the blaze that raged in his throat the red scale, Garyx, resolute and fierce the defender of the world thats sets fire to those that would appose it. From his back the black scorched from his many battles with the void, Faluzure, a symbol of the battles fought to be learned from and despised. From the liquid of his eye to see what cannot be seen, Chronepsis, to judge the living and the dead and to witness the fate of the world. From his blood and a green scale near his horn,Tamara, Dragon goddess of life, mercy and growth, to spread his life giving creation across the world he had made. Of the many scales that adorned his body he picked five and molded them into his daughter, Tiamat, a being of chaos constantly pulled upon by the colors she was made of wished to corupt the order her father had brought to the world. And finnaly from the blue of his mighty wing, Tosa'Varel, entrusted with maintaining the sky and the knowledge left within it.<br>
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| − | Tosa'Varel the great blue wyrm breathed the blue of the sky into existance was in any mortals eye a god, to my kind he was both that and king, To me he was a Beast, Monster, the Storm and Father. The blue dragon progenitotor the great guardian of the northern sky. Him and his 6 brethern where charged with making a world that would belong to thier Creator, and they did, for a time.
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| − | Like with the other dragon gods, Tosa'Varel grew tired of his lonely task and began to dable in the art of creation himself, to make a mortal in his own image Tosa'Varel plucked one of his wings from his back and twisted it and formed it into something new, a female of his kind he then bestowed a portion of his great power into his creation so that she could help him create unto herself. He named her Jaho'Vac. <br>
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| − | '''More to come'''
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